The Shooting Star
You were like a shooting star
Millions saw you from afar
Flaming in the night time sky
Then disappearing up on high
But those who saw your fleeting light
Were warmed in spirit by your sight
Touching hearts like gentle fire
Kindling hope in our desire
Though many were not there to see
You linger in our memory
You did not leave us quite the same
For part of us, you became
© August 1980, S. K. Smith
S. K. Smith - Poems - Mortality - Shooting Star
Regis
Be always safe,
Karen
Edwin